Very Impatient on a sex fanstay

"Why thank you." I stammered still unsure of myself.

"I'm hankerin' to tell you to a story, Honeypie. It's a story of nurse so come up here and park that sweet toush Darling." He moved the table aside and patted the sofa beside him. I gave him another smile and slowly sat down next to him while he said in way of encouragement "Now don't you worry, I ain't a biter!" he chuckled.

As soon as I sat he placed his hand on my quickly crossed legs and ran it slowly up and down watching his hand in open lust. "You know there are days I can't but drive past a hospital without getting a tingle in my pants. Looking at you in that costume I'm as happy as a puppy with two peckers and horny as hell."

I took his hand in both of mine when his hand began to stray a little too far up my thigh, "Is there a boy in this story?" I guessed trying to move his attention away from getting up my dress, interlocking my fingers with his.

"Actually there is Sweetie. When I was a youngin', no older than thirteen I was racin' around our ranch on my Papa's motorcycle. I hit a rock that was hidden in the grass and flew straight down the side of a ravine. Broke both arms and a leg. I was hitched up in hospital for weeks.

One day I was hooked up in bed looking like Pinocchio with all those darn wires, crying, when a nurse came over and said it was time for my sponge bath. I had never seen this nurse before but I read her name tag – "Betty." She took the covers away and slid the plastic beneath me. She then pulled the curtains around the bed and removed my robe. She then began to softly wash me using a sponge and her hands.

Up and 'til then the old nurses had washed me as if I were a hairy hog straight out of a mud pit. Her touch was more a caress and her wash felt intimate. Before long I was sporting a solid pole and hadn't any way to hide it or push it down with both arms broken.

She gave me a smile and then moved her soft hand to my ridged willy and within moments I was groaning and shot my first load on a girl. She then cleaned me up, dressed me and left without a word. I've never found another sexual moment in my life to compare."He leaned in until he was but inches from me and whispered; "Now I want you to help me relive that story..."